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Post by Rogue of Night on Sept 29, 2010 19:56:07 GMT -7
Amadarr glared at Wesser dangerously. "You shouldn't be interfering Master."
She straightened, relieving her blades of their energy before slipping them into her holsters. "Seems she could use some more training. Perhaps you should stop lazing about and do your job."
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Post by Natoya on Sept 29, 2010 19:58:05 GMT -7
Laura stared wide eyed at the violet blade that had just saved her arm. She hadn't realized how badly she was shaking until then, and she sank to her knees, the humilating action causing her face to redden. She reprimanded herself in her mind, kicking herself for making such foolish mistakes. It could have cost her her arm, and this was only a spar match!
Laura's head snapped up as she heard the woman speak harshly to the master. She rose slowly to her feet, her eyes blazing. "The mistakes were mine alone, no one else's!" She snapped. "Next time, I WILL beat you."
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Post by C H E Y E N N E on Sept 29, 2010 20:00:10 GMT -7
"She isn't my apprentice," came the simple reply. "Maybe, instead of complaining, you should train her, if you find her skills so appalling. Master Uthar has spoken to me about your own general uselessness. Find an apprentice. Train him or her. You're not the only one who doesn't want to do it."
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Post by Rogue of Night on Sept 29, 2010 20:03:01 GMT -7
Amadarr shook her head. "I have enough issues to sort out first. Corrupting the mind of the Sith's prospectives would put a further mark on my record, as well as a bounty on my head."
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Post by C H E Y E N N E on Sept 29, 2010 20:06:15 GMT -7
"I am failing to see how than would work," came the Master's reply. "Bounty hunters know to stay away from us. Corrupting a mind would do nothing."
"Stop victimizing yourself," Kyp growled out from his spot. "I'm sick of hearing it, Amadarr."
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Post by Natoya on Sept 29, 2010 20:09:00 GMT -7
Laura watched what was happening, sliding her own lightsaber into it's holster.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Sept 29, 2010 20:11:16 GMT -7
Amadarr glared at Kyp. "Keep your opinions to yourself or I will guarantee your head is mounted on some wall in this establishment!"
She returned her gaze to Wesser, shaking her head. "I will put things simply. Stop shoving your opinion into what I do or don't do, and stick to what you can actually succeed at!" With nothing further to say, she whirled around, starting for the entrance.
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Post by C H E Y E N N E on Sept 29, 2010 20:16:15 GMT -7
ooc;; Dude, seriously, just... dude.
Seriously. Frustration levels.
Dude.
Seriously.
bic;; "You're my age. Stop acting like you're better," Kyp replied heatedly.
"They aren't my opinions," Master Wesser replied simply. "In fact, they are Master Uthar's, and I assure you that, if you want to keep all parts of your body, it would be wise to listen to him."
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Post by Rogue of Night on Sept 29, 2010 20:19:48 GMT -7
ooc;; You're frustrated at me, aren't you....
Why is it that all my characters end up like this? TT^TT
bic;; Amadarr just shrugged at Kyp's words. She wasn't better. If anything, they were on par, or he was slightly better than she was, but she wasn't about to voice her weakness. Besides, she still wasn't completely satisfied with where she stood. If she were suddenly to take on an apprentice, and half way through training, shift completely to the Jedi side of things, well, she'd probably be executed quite promptly. She wanted to avoid this, something the others couldn't exactly understand.
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Post by C H E Y E N N E on Sept 29, 2010 20:26:53 GMT -7
ooc;; [removed]
bic;; Kyp watched her go. "Tch, Grays," he muttered under his breath. He turned to the female apprentice. "You need to work on your swordsmanship. Fighting someone with duel blades is difficult, yeah, but sometimes a single blade can be more effective. Plus, it is easier to wield, giving you an advantage."
"The idiot's right," Miele scoffed.
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Post by Natoya on Sept 29, 2010 20:32:23 GMT -7
Laura straightened with a start when the male starting talking to her, and she gave a quick nod to his advice, her cheeks reddening in embarrassment again. "Yes Sir." She replied. Perhaps it was time to find a master, someone to show her these things before something terrible happened, like what could have happened a few minutes before. She could only hope there was someone willing to take on a bumbling apprentice like herself.
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Post by C H E Y E N N E on Oct 9, 2010 15:36:57 GMT -7
The Academy wasn't hard to navigate, and while some of the apprentices and prospects often needed to download a map onto their datapads from one of the computer terminals, he had never done it. After all, one learned the layouts of an area much faster if they did it without needing to rely on something or someone. If you allowed yourself to depend on any one thing, it was inevitable that you'd fail.
That, Master Wesser supposed, was his greatest mistake.
Still, years after Revan's fall and ascension as Dark Lord, followed by his death at the hands of his own apprentice... well, he supposed that he had learned this lesson well.
Muffling his footsteps so as not to be heard, Master Wesser lifted his head and closed his eyes, listening to the sounds of life teeming within the Academy.
He had never imagined he would end up here. Of course, being on the Dark Side of the Force wasn't a requirement for the newer students; as long as you were powerful, strong in the Force, or even Force-sensitive, they would let you in. Still, being here tended to surprise him every now-and-then, until he remember why he had chosen to come.
Of course, that wasn't a reason he chose to think of just then, so the gray Master instead continued on his walk.
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Post by Black~Kat on Mar 6, 2011 21:32:00 GMT -7
A small Ship landed in the docking bay, its engines humming and dieing down as they were shut down. the door opened and a cloaked figure stepped out. A pair of bright turquoise eyes could be seen from beneath the hood along with strands of flaming red hair. The figure was small and slightly tall, obviously a female. they looked around before heading towards one of the doors, their movements fluid and fast, but with a tinge of leisure and quite graceful.
Dakana looked around the hall once she was inside and smiled slightly before heading down the hall, moving in almost perfect silence like she had been taught for years. one should never forget their lessons, no matter how simplistic or childish they are. Dakana paused as she felt a familiar essence and closed her eyes for a moment, focusing in on it. Her eyes snapped open and she smiled. "Zack..." she whispered to herself and started walking again. They would meet up sooner or later, she knew it. She headed towards the head sith's office(or whatever its called) to speak with him. She wasn't here for a social meeting, she was here on business.
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Post by C H E Y E N N E on Mar 6, 2011 21:43:15 GMT -7
Having observed the new Padawan's interactions silently, he had opted to return to the quarters he had been assigned after rowing with the Academy headmaster, who had granted them after his promise to (temporarily) remain here and train the students.
"You may be Grey, Wesser, but you've seen things even I haven't," Uthar had said flatly, holding his gaze steadily. "The Jedi are weak, but our students are naive and stupid. And we can't have that."
Still careful to keep his presence masked and his footsteps silent, the Grey Master moved through the silent walls of the Academy, stopping to check the front door and oversea the changing of the Academy guards before he vanished into the shadows, making his way to the stone chambers he called his temporary residence.
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Post by Black~Kat on Mar 6, 2011 21:48:46 GMT -7
Dakana spoke with the headmaster, telling him the news she had to bring about what was happening outside the Academy. Once she was done she left him, going to find Wesser. It'd been years since she'd seen him, he had vanished on her like mist, not having bothered to tell her where he was going, which hurt her deeply, but she hid it along with everything else that was considered a weakness in the Sith's standards.
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